It says I'm f**ckin fed up with a lieing asshole and his crowd; I've got a headache that won't quit; I've gone through three weeks during which every bit of my free time has been windy and raining (translate - no shootin time); the bossman started talking layoffs last week; and now my wife (I honestly love her and don't know what I would do without her) has quit talking about me using my last few vacation days to go up north hunting to going down to Kansas to vist our son and his wife (a good thing) and her liberal, bleed blue, worship BHO family the week before the election

Another damn trip where I have to be careful what the hell falls out of my mouth whenever "certain people" are around

I've been reamed and chewed out (not by wife but the in laws) for talking guns and even having them out in my own house when they visit, and now I have to go to their house and get castrated again

There ... that's out

My buttons have been pushed, I'm pissed, and I need someone to rant at! You all just get to be the lucky SOB's that I dump on.
There, you asked, now I'm going to go have a stroke or heart attack. I'm not sure which, but I'm sure it would take the pain away, and the wife could sure use the cash
